Thursday, February 16, 2023

The Nature of Things

I am still restrained by weather.

Rain today so I’ll not go to the woods.

I had said “yes” to the RSVP I had

received but now the answer is

“not likely.”  I see the sky darkening,

I’ll watch the rain fall, pray the first

prayer I learned, “Maybe tomorrow.”


-Byron Hoot

https://hootnhowlpoetry.com


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